The mastermind behind Hogwarts

Chapter 386 Heated Debate

Moriarty cast a disdainful glance at Ye Jingyu.

"I thought you had found a good way to save the country while you were traveling the world."

"If that's the case, you're not entirely beyond redemption."

"But your ambitions and your ideals are entirely tied to so-called prophets."

"I guess the prophet you're talking about is a Hebrew."

Moriarty's eyes were full of mockery, with a hint of pity.

Moriarty clearly saw that Ye Jingyu's expression turned panicked for a moment.

Moriarty knew he was right.

Then I got a headache.

Nightfall is a powerful wizard who controls the dark element magic and is the ultimate boss of the Eastern Kingdom.

They were also misled by the Hebrews.

The opponent I have to fight is probably not just a simple wizard.

Ye Jingyu quickly regained his composure, his eyes turning sinister. "You know quite a lot, which isn't a good thing for you, you know that, Moriarty."

"Ha," Moriarty chuckled, "you've realized I know more than you do. Perhaps you could address me as 'sir,' and maybe I can tell you more about the Hebrews."

"No way," Ye Jingyu curled his lip, "I'm not like the wizards at Hogwarts who call you Mr. Moriarty."

Ye Jingyu possessed remarkable mental fortitude; even though he suspected he had likely been misled by the "prophet," he quickly regained his composure.

A pair of narrow eyes gleamed with unwavering determination.

The Moriarty before me possesses the magical powers of the three elements: water, wind, and fire.

If they cannot be used by me, they must be exterminated!

As an ambitious big boss, Ye Jingyu still has a lot of popularity.

The purpose of arranging this meeting was for Hanyu Kafu to have a face-to-face talk with Moriarty and Jericho.

With a smile on his face, Ye Jingyu said to Moriarty:

"I bet you're not as upright as you seem."

"Maybe you have the same thoughts as me."

"You and I are the same kind of people, I've said that before."

Moriarty slowly shook his head: "I've said it before, don't compare me to you."

"We are not the same kind of people at all."

"We are the same kind of people!"

Ye Jingyu spoke loudly, as if he were lifting a lever.

"We possess elemental magic, a power powerful enough to change the magical world!"

"I need you, just as you need me."

"I will support you no matter what you do."

"We are one in the East and one in the West."

Ye Jingyu became excited, gesturing with his hands as if drawing a grand blueprint.

"Join hands and change the world!"

"If we join forces, which wizard can stop us?"

"Albus Dumbledore?"

"Longhu Mountain in China?"

Ye Jingyu shook his head mockingly with a slightly manic smile on his face.

"They're all outdated."

"Elemental magic is the most powerful magical force in the world!"

"You and I possess the greatest power."

Ye Jingyu emphasized this point; he was still trying to persuade Moriarty.

Jericho glanced at Moriarty with a hint of interest.

Putting aside the fact that the night view of the Royal Guard resembles a madman, he is in the East, while Moriarty is in the West.

The two of them working together can indeed change the world.

Anyway, let's leave it to Moriarty.

Anyway, I just need to listen to him.

Jericho relaxed and listened to what Moriarty had to say.

Moriarty showed no sign of being swayed by Ye Jingyu, his face remaining aloof.

"I don't listen to your ideals and ambitions, I don't look at your plans to change the world, I know you're wrong."

Moriarty stretched out a hand and pointed in the direction of Hogwarts.

"Go to Hogwarts and ask any Slytherin. They won't team up with the wrong people to do the wrong thing."

Ye Jingyu's face suddenly darkened. "You can say I'm wrong, but you can't say my ideals and ambitions are wrong."

"Was I wrong to dedicate myself to saving the country and rescuing those commoner students persecuted by magical families?"

"Moriarty, there's an old Chinese saying: 'If you don't listen to a toast, you'll have to drink a penalty shot.'"

"I'm really giving you face, so please stop being so willful."

Moriarty looked at Ye Jingyu calmly.

"Respect is earned, not given."

"Well said," Ye Jingyu said through gritted teeth, "Do you have the ability?"

"Of course," Moriarty said confidently, "admitting that dark elemental magic is powerful is not a difficult thing for me."

"But you'll never know the true wonders of elemental magic."

"You don't need to fight me to know that; I already knew it when I heard you say 'prophet'."

"And I also want to tell you something."

Moriarty raised the Slytherin staff to the height of the Nightfallen's nose.

"You're the one who's always being willful."

"Your relationship with dark elemental magic is like that of a child riding a miniature flying broomstick holding an elderberry wand."

"The little boy recklessly participated in the Quidditch World Cup, but he lacked excellent horsemanship and ball skills, and he was beaten so badly that he cried and went home calling for his mother."

"So he believed that the problem wasn't with himself, but with the world."

"He just happened to have an elderberry wand, so he killed all the contestants who had defeated him!"

"They claim to be purifying the world and saving those players who are persecuted by 'evil players'."

After Moriarty finished speaking, Jericho burst into uncontrollable laughter: "Hahaha, that's brilliant! The child in this story is just like that self-proclaimed god!"

Ye Jingyu sensed the sarcasm in the story and felt Moriarty's contempt and disapproval of his ideals and ambitions. Anger constantly overwhelmed his reason, and his face turned bright red.

"Moriarty!!!"

Ye Jingyu stared wide-eyed.

What makes you think I'm wrong?

"What gives you the right to dictate my ideals and aspirations?"

"What gives you the right to act so superior and boss me around!"

"Your strength is not as great as mine."

"Your power is not as great as mine."

"Your understanding of magic is not as profound as mine."

"Your understanding of the world is pitifully limited!"

"What gives you the right?"

Ye Jingyu glared at Moriarty, panting heavily. He was enraged, and all the previous harmony and friendliness had vanished.

Moriarty and Jericho stood together, arms around each other's shoulders.

"Look, he's getting anxious, he's getting anxious."

"Hahaha, he looks like a biting dog when he's so angry."

"After all, he's just a willful child."

"Will he kill me next? I'm so scared!"

"Hahaha!"

The two stood together teasing Ye Jingyu, whose face turned a deep purplish-red.

Unfortunately, he couldn't see his own face; his eyes were shrouded in darkness, and his aura emanated from his entire body.

The underground quickly filled with an eerie black mist, creating a sense of oppression.

Moriarty and Jericho exchanged a glance, their smiles fading; the battle was about to begin.

"Moriati... Jericho..."

Ye Jingyu sat in the chair, bowed his head deeply, and spoke in a voice that was completely different from before, like a soul-reaping messenger from hell, as he uttered the names of the two boys opposite him.

"You are both lucky and unlucky."

Jericho, not wanting to listen to Ye Jingyu, interrupted, "Come on, it's just the three of us here. What are you pretending for? I've been the enemy from the start, so let's just attack!"

"Crushed to pieces!"

Jericho's words were like a curse.

The black mist flew to Ye Jingyu's front.

"Bang!"

It broke Jericho's curse.

Ye Jingyu raised his head, and Moriarty and Jericho were slightly taken aback. Ye Jingyu's eyes turned red.

"Make a move?"

"What right do you have to lay a hand on me?"

Ye Jingyu spoke in a light and casual tone, as if he were talking about a trivial matter.

"I am far stronger than you."

"You are my meal."

I can eat whenever I want.